Friday, April 21, 2017

2.1814 : 4/21/10 : Box

Maybe the box has gotten too small
no more experience to mine at all
the worm turns and chomps its tale
I try to look up and out but I fail
I tell myself not to get angry but I do
I'd happily blame the whole thing on you
bitter protests from inside the box so small and plain
So I'm shallow and a whiner but it's a real pain
And it's catch 22 to be in it
I want to escape but can't find the resources to begin it
nothing to write about nothing to sing
nothing to build on don't have anything
that's so untrue but the box steals my breath
and it's so hard in here not to dwell on death